Bai Ran revealed a sincere smile, "Thank you."
Her gaze fell on the butterfly hairpin beside Bai Xiangxiang's ear, and she said with a smile, "You're still wearing this hairpin."
Bai Xiangxiang subconsciously reached up to touch it, "This was a gift from my aunt, it's my favorite piece of jewelry."
She asked as if it were an afterthought, "Is this hairpin part of a pair?"
Bai Ran recalled carefully, "A friend brought it back from abroad for me, it seemed to be the work of a quite famous designer at the time, indeed a pair, symbolizing the friendship between best friends. So, even though they are a pair, they are actually worn separately."
Bai Xiangxiang's heart skipped a beat, and she clenched her fists tightly.
"Does aunt remember who you gave the other one to?" She had a premonition that the other owner of this hairpin might be the person Pei Qinghan pined for day and night.
Bai Ran glanced at her, "What do you need that for?"
